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I love hanging out with my friends. They're so easy to talk to, and they're always there when I need them. We usually try to get together and go to the movies, or do something with our time, rather than standing around Humboldt with nothing to do.

Although we do act like dorks, and fight sometimes, we also end up laughing. There are definetely blonde moments in these friendships. I even have to actually explain what I mean. Then they get it. Even if it's something that's really simple to understand. Sometimes they're hyper and tired, they have no idea what they're thinking or doing. I'll sometimes say something out of the blue, just to see how stupid their reply is. I find it funny.

One of my friends, Mindy, is a REAL blonde. I'll be talking to her for at least five minutes, and she's paying absolutely no attention, whatsoever. I actually have to snap or clap, to get her attention. Then I end up repeating myself, because she didn't hear a word I said. This isn't just a one time deal. It happens a lot.

We love throwing parties. Either a birthday party or a out-of-school party, which we're throwing May 19th! Chloe and I are going to throw a going away party for Mindy too. She doesn't like cake or cookies, so I guess we'll have to get her an ice cream cake. We still have to get the decorations, the ice cream cake, the guest list finished, more cd's burned, for the party heat, teach Mindy how to dance, and figure out what to bring, and how much to bring.

We try to get together every other weekend, or what day is the best for everyone's schedule. I know I didn't get everyone up here, but I still love you guys.

Bailey Myers